Chapter 1041

It fell on the opposite table, but the table was solid, but Chen Feng seemed to fall on the steel plate. The inner organs shocked by this pain wanted to be moved.

The drunk looked surprised and said, "strange, you don't look like a guy who knows martial arts."

Xiaodie looked at what had happened in panic and hurried to Chen Feng to see how Chen Feng was. But at this time, Chen Feng even felt difficult to sit up.

But he sat up and looked at the drunk.

Because of the chaos in the hotel, the guests had already run away. Someone wanted to watch the excitement there, so they surrounded the door of the hotel. Such chaos naturally attracted the shopkeeper, who came over.

"If you fight here, I'll call the police." Cried the boss.

The drunk suddenly grinned and said, "I forgot. Sorry, I'll take someone away."

Then she came forward to catch Chen Feng. Xiaodie wanted to stop him, but he pushed him aside.

In fact, he didn't go far with Chen Feng, but he put him down in a deserted alley.

The strong man threw Chen Feng on the ground at will, just like throwing a chicken to be slaughtered.

Xiaodie rushes behind him and wants to help Chen Feng up. At this time, she hasn't escaped. Being with Chen Feng can show her feelings for Chen Feng.

Even if he had done something wrong before, Chen Feng seemed to have no reason to blame her.

But now is not the time to think about it.

Looking at the drunk in front of him, you can still see his drunkenness. The whole person looks very energetic.

He took the wine bottle from the hotel. He only drank two glasses of wine in it. Naturally, there was a lot left. Looking at Chen Feng, he took a sip directly at the mouth of the bottle.

It was like the more he drank, the more energetic he was. There was no drunkenness between his eyebrows, but his face was still red.

"It's a pity that you invited me to drink. Naturally, I shouldn't kill you, but unfortunately, the man's bid is too high. I'm really excited."

If he dies in a vendetta, Chen Feng will still feel that he can't blame others, but being killed by a murderer is just because the bid is high, which makes Chen Feng difficult to accept.

He held Xiaodie's body, then he could look up at the drunk and say, "if you want money, I can give you more, twice as much as you get."

The drunk was stunned. It seemed that he had never thought of getting money from Chen Feng.

Some tangled, even forgot to drink the wine, looked at Chen Feng and said, "but it doesn't seem to conform to the rules."

Chen Feng said, "the rules are set by people, but the money doesn't come out of the ground."

The drunkard hesitated and said, "what you said is reasonable. It's people who have money. It's not as good as an animal without money, but..."

Chen Feng knew that he was excited, so he said, "if I give you another sum of money, you will kill the person who killed me, and you will not have the worry of looking back."

The drunkard said, "it's not good!"

Chen Feng said, "money can make ghosts grind. Even ghosts can drive them. What else can't be done? The rules are dead, and people are alive."

The drunk was silent. When he was silent, he liked to drink. He drank at the mouth of the bottle again. The wine flowed from the corner of his mouth and dripping on his chest.

Chen Feng has never seen such a drinker.

After drinking, the drunkard threw the bottle away, wiped his mouth brightly, and said with a smile, "the rich man is uncle. You give me money and I'll let you live. There's nothing wrong with that. If you give me another sum of money, I can kill that guy for you. But I'll give you a 50% discount on the price, five million."

A life of 10 million is by no means a small number, but Chen Feng nodded directly, "OK, I'll give it to you."

The drunkard said, "refreshing, I like refreshing people best."

But Chen Feng didn't like the guy in front of him. He was a desperado. He could do anything for money, or he was greedy for money, so he let him go.

Chen Feng thought about it and asked him who sold his life.

The drunk smiled and shook his head, "I can't tell you this again. When I kill him, you will know."

Chen Feng said, "how much can I buy his name?"

The drunk looked at Chen Feng and said, "did you misunderstand something?"

Chen Feng was also stunned. Naturally, he regarded him as someone who could do anything for money, but it seemed that this touched something.

The drunk continued, "I know what you're thinking, but since I've said I can't tell you, it's impossible."

Chen Feng didn't speak.

The drunk smiled, turned away and said, "when the money is ready, I'll find you again soon."

When he left, Chen Feng and others were left in the alley.

Chen Feng stood up awkwardly from the ground and looked at the direction the man had left just now, but his eyes were cold.

Qian xueqiu sat on the terrace of the hotel and looked at a heavy book with a black-and-white cover.

Someone came and sat aside under the umbrella where he sat.

Qian xueqiu turned to see him. Although he didn't know him, he didn't feel flustered. He just asked, "are you looking for me?"

The man took out a box of cigarettes and motioned to Qian xueqiu. After Qian xueqiu shook his head and refused, he took out one from inside, then lit it, took a deep breath and slowly spit out the cigarette ring.

Qianxueqiu is not in a hurry, just waiting for this.

The man said, "I'm looking for you."

Qian xueqiu said, "what's up?"

The man said, "it's a small thing, but it's also a big thing. It mainly depends on how the thousand house owners look at it."

Qian xueqiu frowned slightly and said, "what's specific? I don't like to play charades with people."

The humanitarian: "a seat to enter Taihao's secret hiding place."

Qian xueqiu pushed the flat eyes on his face. Although he didn't have this habit, the man in front of him made him think solemnly.

Naturally, this man knows himself and Taihao's secret. This is not a strange thing, but when he knows that this is almost impossible, he still dares to come to him to ask for this secret. It's somewhat thought-provoking.

Qian xueqiu said, "it's a big thing, not a small thing. And you always have to give me a reason to do so."

The man threw the cigarette he had smoked only once on the ground, as if it was because of Qian xueqiu's slight disgust just now.

"Naturally, I came with sincerity," he said

Qian xueqiu looked at him quietly.

The man put his hand into his pocket and took out a jade hairpin, but only half of it. The hairpin foot of the jade hairpin is missing, and the hairpin head is a rose, which looks very ordinary.